famous first flash marriage

"What do I want?"

the woman asked.

"Give you."

Xin Quan took out a stack of photos from his suit pocket and threw them in front of the woman.

The woman picked up the photo, lowered her eyes and looked at the person on it carefully, with hatred in her eyes.

And Xin Quan always sat there with an indifferent expression, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

"Fine, go on."

After a while, the woman raised her head and said to Xin Quan.

"Ah."

Xin Quan casually responded.

"Don't worry, your brother, I will definitely do my best to help you find it."

The woman smiled at Xin Quan: "As long as you do what I told you well, I will naturally repay you well."

"I know."

There was a trace of boredom on Xin Quan's handsome face: "I hope you will as soon as possible."

"Will do."

The woman nodded, poured wine for Xin Quan herself, then raised her glass and said, "Cheers!"

"cheers."

Compared with the energy of a woman, Xin Quan looks tired and uninterested.

"Glen, you're young, I think you should take it easy."

The woman suggested sincerely.

Xin Quan laughed at himself: "Don't you know how much blood I have stained on my hands? Every night I can see those people standing in front of me, demanding their lives - if people like me can live easily, That would be ridiculous."

"But I hope you live longer."

The woman said helplessly, "Have you taken medicine recently?"

"Ah."

Xin Quan seemed unwilling to continue talking about this topic, and turned his head to look out the window: "I just want to find my brother as soon as possible, and then I can leave here."

"You really hate Chengbei so much?"

the woman asked suspiciously.

"Yes."

Xin Quan still had no expression on his face: "That's where my parents died, and that house contains the ghosts of my parents."

"Glen, you don't need to live in that house. I'll pay you to buy you a new one in that building. You can move in tomorrow, okay?"

The woman is gentle and authentic.

"no need."

Xin Quan shook his head and said: "You can buy a house casually, so it's not 'Xin Quan'."

"Glen, you are the best, always so thoughtful."

The woman raised her red lips, and her beautiful eyes showed admiration.

"It's just a matter of collecting money. Besides, if I help you, you have to help me, don't you?"

Xin Quan raised his eyebrows.

"of course."

The woman held the wine glass to her lips and took a sip, then said, "Are you still used to living in Chengbei?"

"Okay."

Xin Quan was perfunctory.

The woman smiled nonchalantly: "I thought that if you didn't return to Chengbei for so many years, you wouldn't be able to adapt to life here."

"how come."

Xin Quan said indifferently: "I am originally from Chengbei, so I have lived abroad for many years, and after I come back, I am not from Chengbei?"

"Of course, you are different from those banana people who worship foreigners."

Looking at Xin Quan's handsome face, the woman said with emotion: "In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed."

Xin Quan rested his chin and looked out the window.

Outside the window is the quiet garden night view, but there is nothing to see.

He just didn't want to look at the woman in front of him.

For him, the other party does not make him feel relaxed and happy.

Because, he was doing something for her that he was unwilling to do, in exchange for his only blood relative in the world to return to him.

does it worth?
He didn't know either.

But, besides that, what else could he live for.

Find my younger brother, watch him live happily, have children, and continue the blood of the Xin family. In this way, my father will feel relieved in heaven. When he dies in the future, he will not be afraid to face his father.

"What are you thinking?"

the woman asked.

"I'm thinking……"

Xin Quan turned his head, and in his long and narrow phoenix eyes, there was a slight smile in the brown-green pupils: "You are such a ruthless woman."

"Oh?"

The woman was startled, but smiled and said, "I admit it, but if this sentence is said by anyone other than you, I'm afraid he will die a miserable death."

"right."

There was a sneer on the corner of Xin Quan's mouth.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

The corner of the woman's mouth was still smiling, but her brows were slightly furrowed, which made her look a bit weird.

"Is Cheng Feng's death related to you?"

Xin Quan looked directly at her and asked.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The woman laughed loudly: "What joke are you telling? Why does his death have something to do with me? Hahaha... It's so funny, so funny..."

"Really not you?"

Xin Quan stared at the other party suspiciously.

And there is not a single crack on the woman's delicate face.

If it is really her, then this woman is too scary.

He always knew that she was scary, but at this moment, he was still surprised by her performance.

It's as if this woman's true emotions will never be leaked out. Her face is not a face, but a perfect mask.

No one in this world would want to tear off her mask and get a glimpse of her true face under the mask.

"Glan, I don't understand, why do you think this has anything to do with me?"

The woman's long and heroic eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she looked at Xin Quan with a little surprise.

"It's suspicious."

Xin Quan looked at her and said lightly: "Everything is so logical."

"It's logical?"

"Because he wanted to break up with that vain woman, that woman's suitor asked someone to kill him—is it such a coincidence? Doesn't that little bastard know about Cheng Feng's family background?"

Xin Quan analyzed.

The woman smiled softly: "Glan, have you forgotten your own career, or do you suddenly want to change careers and inherit your parents' mantle?"

"Don't mention my parents!"

Xin Quan sneered: "I don't deserve it. How can a person like me be qualified to inherit the mantle? If I can't find my father's illegitimate children, I'm afraid I won't dare to see them when I die in the future."

"Okay, let's not mention it."

The woman didn't go deep into this topic, but took a sip of red wine and said thoughtfully: "Glan, you haven't lived at the bottom, I'm afraid you don't know the life of the bottom gangsters. They value the so-called friendship most , who value their own lives least of all, because they have nothing else."

"Money, social status, these have nothing to do with them. So, if they really want to kill people, they don't care. No matter how much you are worth, they don't like you, so they will fight you desperately. Anyway, they are cheap, and they don't care if they die. It doesn't matter."

The woman lifted her lips and smiled, and said sarcastically, "Isn't there a saying——after 18 years, he will be a good man again?"

Xin Quan was holding the crystal clear red wine glass, shaking the glass slightly under the light, with a faint smile on his lips.

"It sounds like you know them very well. Could it be—have you had contact with them?"

The woman shook her head helplessly and smiled: "Glan, do you think I am so idle? I am just familiar with human nature."

Xin Quan smiled, noncommittal to the woman's words.

While the woman looked at Xin Quan, she seemed very satisfied with his face, clothes, and manner.

"I like how you dress up, this is the real you."

The woman smiled.

"No, you're wrong, it's the least like me."

Xin Quan shook his head and said in disapproval: "What you like is not me like this, but something that meets your aesthetic standards. Isn't it?"

The woman looked at Xin Quan in surprise, pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled: "What you said seems to make sense. Maybe."

"I'll go first if there's nothing to do."

Xin Quan said lightly.

"Aren't you going to stay for dinner?"

The woman persuaded: "Here is the most expensive French food in Chengbei."

"Thank you, but unfortunately I have no interest in French food."

Xin Quan stood up and said, "Goodbye."

The woman was still sitting upright, sipping red wine slowly: "I think you probably don't want to see me very often."

"you're right."

After Xin Quan said this, he pushed open the door and left without looking back.

Outside the private club, a pink Maserati and a pure white Bentley passed by.

Chen Xiaozui, who was leaning against the back seat of the car, suddenly straightened up and looked out: "...Huh?!"

The handsome young man next to him said angrily, "Sister Zui, which handsome guy do you see?"

"The one who drove the white Bentley just now...why did I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

The side face disappeared in a flash, but somehow it made her feel very familiar.

"Hmph, sister Zui, is she going to like the new and dislike the old? Did you fall in love with that little freshman again?"

The young man pursed his lips slightly and said with aggrieved expression.

Seeing that the white Bentley had disappeared into the traffic at night, Chen Xiaozui lay down on the back seat again.

The young man stretched out his tender and smooth hand in understanding, and gently held Chen Xiaozui's hand: "Sister Zui...you don't know, you really don't want me, do you?"

Chen Xiaozui glanced at the man next to him——

Ning Yi, 20 years old, is a sophomore in the Acting Department of Chengbei Film Academy.

The height is 178, not too tall or too cute, with a thin layer of muscles on the body, not so strong, but it feels good to the touch.

The most important thing is to be young, young people, with good physical strength, good skin, full of youthful breath, and fragrant in your arms, unlike old men who smell of rotten pickles that have been soaked for a long time.

The two have known each other for only a few days, but Ning Yi clings to her like a clingy kitten all day long.

What should have happened has naturally happened, and this is not uncommon.

Many acting boys like Ning Yi, who are quite attractive and dedicated to climbing up the ladder, have found their financial backers early on.

Chen Xiaozui knew that she could not be Ning Yi's ultimate goal. To Ning Yi, she was just a short-term meal ticket.

It doesn't matter to Chen Xiaozui, she has a lot of money, why not spend money to buy youth?

"how come?"

Chen Xiaozui smiled and pinched Ning Yi's tender cheeks: "Xiao Ningning, sister Zui likes you the most, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Ning Yi smiled shyly, leaned on Chen Xiaozui's shoulder, pressed his soft lips against Chen Xiaozui's ear and said softly, "I want to eat you."

The driver, Old Wang, was no stranger to this. Anyway, Sister Zui has to change her husband every month, which is not the most coquettish.

I just can't figure it out, why are young people so shameless these past few years?
Or is it that the little boys nowadays are getting thicker and thicker?